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“Queen Celeste? How can you be a queen? Barely half a dozen good cumms - we ain’t gonna count them little ones - and it looks like you’re all used up!”
San Francisco, CA – Trailer Trash Britney, the uncouth Kentucky wildcat finds herself talking down...

“Queen Celeste?  How can you be a queen?  Barely half a dozen good cumms - we ain’t gonna count them little ones - and it looks like you’re all used up!”  

San Francisco, CA – Trailer Trash Britney, the uncouth Kentucky wildcat finds herself talking down to the high ranking domme, ‘Queen’ Celeste.   

In previous weeks, Celeste’s been openly derisive of people who have lost to the wildcat prodigy.  

Barely four hours into the encounter, Celeste is being forced to look into the face of the despised woman, power fucking her pussy towards another inevitable cumm.  

Barely able to think, only fragments of ideas appear in Celeste’s jarred grey matter.  (Don’t think can survive another cum)  (Too strong - how can she!) (Utterly dominated, UUUUNNN - more completely  … than I ever could)  (End of me) (Never thought possible)  (How?)

That night, Celeste’s website gets a new addition.  Celeste’s picture in a collar that says “Property of Brittany”.

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Jackson Hole, May, 2016:
These two co-workers have been sniping at each other for weeks. He’s insufferably cocky and she’s fed up with it.
Him: “You can’t take what I put out.”
Her: “Arrogant bastard, you don’t have a clue!”
Hours later, an...

Jackson Hole, May, 2016:

These two co-workers have been sniping at each other for weeks.  He’s insufferably cocky and she’s fed up with it.  

Him:  “You can’t take what I put out.”

Her: “Arrogant bastard, you don’t have a clue!” 

Hours later, an unconscious body dripping with cum is photographed by a hated enemy’s cell phone.  

His body … or hers?  

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‘Charging’ Carl Cruize was having trouble with Anja Erickson. Each had cum half a dozen times, but the Swede seemed as fresh as the first hour. Carl was feeling all four hours of it and was trying his damnest to get her to pop once more. His cock...

‘Charging’ Carl Cruize was having trouble with Anja Erickson.  Each had cum half a dozen times, but the Swede seemed as fresh as the first hour.  Carl was feeling all four hours of it and was trying his damnest to get her to pop once more.   His cock ached in a way he had never experienced.  Her tight, wet cunt had never let up the initial pressure of the first penetration.  When she came, she was like a vice squeezing him to the limits of his ability to bear it.  

He felt his muscles ragged, and his cock sore.  He was trying.  

Anja, on the other hand was in a zen like state of transcendent enjoyment, moving from peak to pleasure.  Happily, she kept soaking up the experience and the great sensations that this man provided.  Each position was a new pleasure.  Her pussy ached with the good pleasure of exertion.  When she came, the additional squeezes around his thickness intensified her pleasures.  

His breathing was getting ragged.  Part of Anita’s mind regretted it.  He provided such pleasure for so long.  Mmmmmmm.  But all good thngs…

The American Stud was good, very good, but not a match for her.  ‘Chargin Carl’ went down in flames, lasting four hours and 22 minutes against the Champion of Uppland. Sweden.  

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